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Explosive Dragon
Sorting A Scorpion
In Which The Hat Fears For The Future of the Wizarding World...More Then It Already Was
After finally convincing the Sorting Hat to come out from under the table, while delayed the Sorting Ceremony proceeded as usual. It was all going well for The Hat, who had managed to convince itself that he would never have to deal with Draco Malfoy ever again, until Professor Mcgonagal call yet another name: "Harry Potter."
The Sorting Hat took one glance at the painting in the mind of one Harry James Potter, and prompted lay threw up...or he would have had he be capable of such a thing. So instead he let lose a storm of curses and words so foul and vulgar that they were unfit for the ears of anyone under the age of seven-hundred eighty two.
The painting was enough to give even the bravest of Griffiondoor nightmares. A red haired man stood alone on the scarlet stained desert sand looking off at the horizon. The entire image had a hauntingly eternal vibe that was made only creepier by the army of hundreds of puppets that blocked out the sun. The more horrifying of all of this was the expression on the red haired mans face. It was blank, uncaring of the horrifying scene before him.
If Harry Potter was their savior, the Wizarding World was doomed. Doomed.
Hufflepuff: Hufflepuff? The bot didn't have a single loyal bone in his body.
Ravenclaw: Like the hat would let the boy anywhere near the house of knowledge.
Griffendor: They already had one future mass murderer they didn't need another one.
Slytherin: No. No. No. The Hat was not putting him in that house, he would excel and The Hat didn't want that.
...Fuck it, Griffiondoor could take another crazy. Maybe Harry Potter would even end up dying early? A hat could dream...and hope.
"Griffindor!"
I know really short chapter but I've gotten a lot of writing down for the next two chapters, and I'm posting one of them today once I've edited it. Honestly I'm considering splitting the Hidan!Ron chapter in half considering its length.
This chapter is proboby one of my worst but I just couldn't find a way to make it funny. I just wasn't coming to me and I'm sorry. On the bright side the next two will be absolutely hilarious.
Please review its my motivation!
Also ideas for the story are loved and welcomed!
KYR OUT~
~Sneak Peak~
"Die Spider! Die dammit! Why won't you fucking die! Die! Die! Die! Die!"
...The Twins never transfigured another one of their younger brothers toys. Seeing him stab his former teddy over and over again with a spoon was enough of a deterrent.
Who knew a spoon could be used like that?
By the end of third year Hermione Granger was the only person that Ron Weasley listened to...other then the voice he claimed to to be a god named after a muggle horror movie villain that told him to gruesomely murder people. The young witch was exactly happy about it as the red head was quiet frankly completely infatuated with her.
It didn't help that he was also completely convince she was actually a dark witch planing the genocide of an entire race.